Yo$hio Da Villan - Too Much Chit-Chat Lyrics

Too much
Chit-Chat
We ain't with that
Hit em with da AR
His face on da dash
Left his mom crying
She can't get her son back
Thought he was her daughter
The way that pussy react back
Should have kept ya mouth closed
You didn't know I'm a savv
Spinning it split ya block in half
Get all these haters off my fucking Back
30 and 40s on me
Bro Kuz I'm tapped
Pop out like Jason Vorhees
But I got da strap
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop Pop pop pop pop pop
I don't care who you with you get Clapped
I got a big gun when I leave the Trap
Trying ta finesse me
Well find where you at
Don't try n hide
We ain't playing tag
I keep it with me
Like I'm in chiraq
Say it to my face this AR gon slap
Leave you like a dead opp
I smoke out the pack
Leave ya leaking like a hose
I'm on da block spinning with da Hoes
I got clips for ya bros
Blowing all dis smhoke
You know that's Da dope
If you need packs we got em for da Low
I don't know the haters so broke
What ever you're saying
Got my dick in ya throat
That shit disgusting
I hope that you choke
Toss em off a bridge
Let em hang from a rope
I'm I'm on a boat
Kinda feel like a goat
You da type to be locked up Everyday dropping soap
I'm the type to pop out a monclere Coat
You da type that gets no love from A hoe
I'm the typa nigga that's gon fuck Then go

Too much
Chit-Chat
We ain't with that
Hit em with da AR
His face on da dash
Left his mom crying
She can't get her son back
Thought he was her daughter
The way that pussy react back
Should have kept ya mouth closed
You didn't know I'm a savv
Spinning it split ya block in half
Get all these haters off my fucking Back
30 and 40s on me
Bro Kuz I'm tapped
Pop out like Jason Vorhees
But I got da strap
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop Pop pop pop pop pop
I don't care who you with you get Clapped
I got a big gun when I leave the Trap
Trying ta finesse me
Well find where you at
Don't try n hide
We ain't playing tag
I keep it with me
Like I'm in chiraq
Say it to my face this AR gon slap
Leave you like a dead opp
I smoke out the pack
Leave ya leaking like a hose
I'm on da block spinning with da Hoes
I got clips for ya bros
Blowing all dis smhoke
You know that's Da dope
If you need packs we got em for da Low
I don't know the haters so broke
What ever you're saying
Got my dick in ya throat
That shit disgusting
I hope that you choke
Toss em off a bridge
Let em hang from a rope
I'm I'm on a boat
Kinda feel like a goat
You da type to be locked up Everyday dropping soap
I'm the type to pop out a monclere Coat
You da type that gets no love from A hoe
I'm the typa nigga that's gon fuck Then go